Morning.
The basketball court was bustling.
Despite the weather not being too hot, young boys were clad in cool sportswear, sweat dripping from them.
They were a dazzling sight within the campus, causing many female students to look on appreciatively.
Under the shade of the trees, a boy in white sports attire sat on a bench with his legs spread apart, leaning on his elbows resting on his knees, his cellphone in his hands. He was staring at it, lost in thought.
He was so engrossed; it was almost as if he was going to poke a hole through the phone.
"Brother Bai! What are you zoning out for? What's eating you lately? Why are you brooding all the time?"
Wiping the sweat off his forehead, Qin Jiacheng walked up to Shi Tingbai, his breath heavy from the exertion. He plopped down next to Shi Tingbai, casting a curious glance at the phone screen in his hand.
He saw a contact directory on the screen.
The note reads ... lecherous old man.
